A rustling sound quietly faded away outside the camp tents. The three people who had suddenly disappeared were not discovered right away, because too many people went out to relieve themselves at night. No one would pay attention to when a particular person had gone out or returned.
At that very moment, Brother Xun and the dozen or so militia members accompanying him, along with the three captured Grassland Soldiers, had arrived at the patch of woods they had agreed upon beforehand—the same place where Iron Anvil and Yang Feng had met earlier.
As agreed, the three groups tied up their prisoners separately, each choosing a secluded clearing for interrogation. This would prevent the three Grassland Soldiers from coordinating their stories, while also allowing them to exploit the fact that the prisoners could not see one another and trick them. Most importantly, once all three interrogations were over, the militia members could compare their findings and cross-check the results, preventing anyone from falsifying their report.
Brother Xun's group quickly began its interrogation. The captured Grassland Soldier was tied to a tree trunk, while the five militia members standing before him made no effort to conceal themselves. They had never intended to let these men return alive, so it did not matter whether the prisoners saw their faces.
When the unfortunate Grassland Soldier realized that the people who had captured him were militia members from the same Military Camp, he was immediately overcome with rage and alarm. He could not understand why they were treating him this way, so he could only whimper and struggle, trying to shout and attract someone's attention. Judging by the time, he felt that he could not be far from the camp.
But how could Brother Xun give him that chance? He instructed the other four